All language subtitles for Murder Melody (1944)

Murder Melody

''Buy and Sell''
''Sonja Neie - Second hand shop''

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Could you take a look
at my violin, please?

- Are you selling it?
- Yes.

Yes. It's a very fine instrument.

It plays beautifully.

My son is not at home.
I don't know about instruments.

When will your son be here?
I need some money.

- Excuse me?
- Your... ''Son''.

Yes, yes. He had an errand.

He will be back in half an hour.

You might as well leave the violin.
Although we already have two.

Yes, but not like this.

Not like this, no.

Well, then. I think -

- I will be back in half an hour.

Terrible weather.

Yes.

Well then -

- out.

Goodbye.

I don't think we shall buy it.

But probably Eddie does.

He's buying way too much.

No. One should stick to clothes
and boots.

That's what people need.
But he won't listen.

Good evening.

Are you buying or selling?

What do you want?

- That was beautiful.
- What?

The song.

- Didn't you hear?
- No. Nobody was singing.

You are delirious.

Oh, but it was very distinct.

Here you are.

- Did you get wet?
- No. I had my umbrella.

- May I leave for supper?
- Yes, go ahead.

- May I have a cop of coffee, please?
- Yes. A cookie?

A cookie? No thank you.

One coffee!

- May I have a glass of water, please?
- Yes.

- You are not ill I hope?
- No. Do you know what time it is?

Five thirty.
Your coffee is ready in a sec.

I don't have the time. Here you go.

She's probably ill.

Everything is fine.
Rhythm is hot.

'Cause everything is fine.

We take it away
with song, tap, and jazz.

'Cause we take it away.

We take care of every guest
and give them what they like.

So just come.
'Cause this is a party.

Everything is fine.
Rhythm is hot.

Everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

After this fine display of women
we shall have a song.

We are proud to present -

- just arrived from Paris,
the cabaret singer Odette Margot.

I am telling you, don't collect treasure
that rust and rot.

Please obtain a description on what's
possibly stolen of gold, silver, etc.

Nothing was taken I think.

A murder for money is straight forward,
but a murder in passion...

- Murder for money. Obvious.
- Life on the other hand is less obvious.

Put your money on red, game turns
out black. And don't forget the joker.

It is unfortunate.
I were having cod for supper.

Why does people have to kill
just before supper.

A young lady wants a word with
the detective. Go on in.

- Good evening.
- You have something to tell us?

It is probably not important,
but I...

- Your name, please?
- Alice Rasmussen.

I work at the baker's shop.
This afternoon I went past.

I was delivering some bread,
because our delivery boy was out.

And?

It was about the same time
as the murder.

And then I heard quite distinctly
a voice singing from this shop.

- Singing?
- A female's voice. It was beautiful.

- A radio perhaps?
- No. A real voice.

- What time was it?
- A quarter past five.

The lady wanted the bread at five,
and she was mad about the delay.

- Are you certain it came from in here?
- Yes. I halted and listened.

- It was beautiful and the melody was nice.
- Wasn't it mrs. Neie herself.

I know her well. No, it was
somebody who really could sing.

- What melody was it?
- I've had it on my mind ever since.

Odd. Now I lost it.

- Was it jazz? Or opera?
- No. It was a quiet melody.

- A little, catchy tune.
- I suppose it was a guest.

Guest?

Yes. The killer for instance.

The man with the violin arrived at five
and found mrs. Neie dead half past five.

The murder happened in between,
and somebody was heard singing.

- Thank you for your help.
- Your welcome.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

The young man upstairs did
also hear singing.

- A singing murderer.
- Not obvious.

Exactly.

Yes, that's fine. You may go.

Listen. The repertoire, it's all
wrong. They don't understand anything.

Don't you know how to sing in
Danish? You are born Danish.

- I haven't got a Danish repertoire.
- Then you must get one.

- You can't just collect your salary.
- I thought it was more intimate.

More respectable you mean.
I have a business offer.

I can get a splendid girl on the 15th.
Then I only need to pay you half...

Why would I be interested?
I'm staying the entire month.

This business is about money,
and you will be leaving on the 15th.

- What's the matter?
- Please help me.

- Is it love?
- Love? And this.

I know girls. When something is
wrong it's always love.

Men are bad.
But love...

Love is good.

- Are you happy with the boarding house?
- Yes.

I earn a little money
when I supply a guest.

I told miss Dolly.
She starts tomorrow.

Real pretty costumes.
Let me show you some velvet. Look.

- Look how shiny and feel how soft.
- I don't like black velvet.

- I can't like to touch it.
- How odd.

Does it remind you of funerals?

Something far worse than death.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- May I trouble you for a match?
- You are done early tonight.

Poor crowd.

The crowd doesn't want the bad act,
and it doesn't understand the good.

- Can I help you?
- Thank you.

Don't care about the director.
Your act is splendid.

I always enjoy it.
I manage one of the searchlights.

It's simply the wrong audience.
Director Perm wants all fun and games.

- Eldorado used to be classy.
- So I was told.

I always think about Paris
when you sing.

It stopped raining. I lived in
Paris for a couple of years...

- You lost. Admit it.
- Well I was holding a pair in my hand.

Well. You still lost.
Richard. Another round please.

I ran out of money
and had to return home.

One learns a bit about theater
in Paris. You should see my sketches.

- Are you listening?
- Every word. Cheers.

Barkeep, two more.
My treat.

I won't let you.

You are looking suspicious.
Do I offend you?

- I'm thrilled that you came.
- I didn't come for you.

I needed a drink. A lot.

- That's not what you are like.
- What do you mean?

Tough!

I think you are full of passion.
Otherwise you couldn't sing like that.

- Man is tough.
- But you are passion. Trembling with passion.

You are like a little bird in
need of tender care.

Sonja. You are too much.

Is your name Sonja?

I once knew a Sonja.
She's dead now.

- Would you like a drink?
- Yes...

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Terrible weather. Do you have
a hanger?

Cheers, Sonja.

Cheers.

- Is that your playmate?
- That's enough.

How about something to eat. I'm
starving. The menu please.

- Did you lose again?
- Luck in love, then.

A whisky. Dry.

''Libanon''
''Boarding house for artists''

Pigs.

Ace of hearths. That's good.
Money or love.

Ace of hearts is good.
Flora. Can't it wait?

No.

- Seven of diamonds.
- Yes. Somebody is looking for you.

- How about that black king?
- We can't remove all the black cards.

Flora. Pick up the phone.

Yes? Yes, yes. Let me have a look.

- Telephone. A gentleman.
- I don't want to talk to anybody.

- Did you get his name?
- Stenberg.

Ooh...

- Is miss Margot at home?
- No. She is not.

I wait.
Where is her room?

I left because I didn't want
to stay.

Aren't you doing what you
feel like?

Well, perhaps I should have
told you goodbye.

But I didn't feel well.

May I show you some of my
sketches?

Maybe tomorrow afternoon?

I'm not free in the afternoon.

Please stop bugging me.

And don't call anymore.

- No journey?
- I only tell you what I read.

But...

- Louis?
- Hello, Sonja.

- Why are you following me?
- Why are you running from me?

I accidentally went in to that bar.
You could have nodded.

And yesterday in the gate.
Was that incidental as well.

I was told you were in town.
I wanted to say hello.

We have nothing to talk about.
It's all over.

I see.
As it is I feel the same.

- But on a friendly basis...
- I don't believe in your friendship.

- You have become tough.
- Does it surprise you?

A bit yes. I didn't explain to
you why I'm here.

- May I sit?
- Be my guest.

You see. When we split
I had a few new partners.

Several.

But none like you and I became
insecure and unfocused.

I had to change the program and be
content with the illusion act.

But eventually that went too.
Now I manage artists -

- and if your contracts...

I take care of my own contracts.

I had a word with director Perm.
You are leaving the 15th?

Perhaps I can get you something.
I have connections.

- What can you arrange?
- Maxime in Brussels.

First class establishment. They asked
me for a singer on the 15th.

I've been there already.
Are we in time?

I'll call them immediately. I'm
thrilled to be of any help.

Undo some of the wrongs of
the past.

Thank you, Louis.

I have changed too you know.

I've been through a lot. Now
you are ascending and I...

Image us meeting like this.

- Is it money you need?
- Not at all.

I only get payed if you do.

Well. I am off, Sonja.

I am meeting a client. You see I am
doing a little in real estate as well.

I have a cottage in commission.

I deal in lots of things.

Well...

Goodbye, Sonja.

I will contact you.

Goodbye, Louis.

No. No news. Working?

Of course we are working.
Day and night.

After all the murder was
only three days ago.

We need time. Nothing else to fill
your paper with?

Any clues? Yes. Lots of clues.
But none for you. Good day.

Yes. Come in.

Anything spectacular?

The hostess didn't have an argument
with the old woman.

Evidently this is a murder for money.
Mrs. Neie's son explains -

- that a customer payed DKK 300
to his mother.

- The register was left untouched.
- Mrs. Neie kept all her money in the pocket.

Well. Another clue. One song
and DKK 300.

Hello.

I am in such a hurry. I need to
be at the theatre shortly.

I'm washing my stockings.
Not a clean pair left.

About that money.

It wasn't easy.

I'm doing it for the boy.

I am feeling bad for him. I hope
he doesn't end up in an orphanage.

How the hell did you get that?
Did you steal it?

I borrowed it. A litlle here a
little there.

I am feeling bad for him.

Have a look.

There he is.

The betrayed kid.

Look at him. He's so cute.

- He looks just like you.
- No he doesn't.

He looks like his father.
That rat.

I wish we could live together
the three of us.

Perhaps we...

- Are you alone tonight?
- No.

- May I come tomorrow?
- No.

And nor any other night. I'm sick
and tired of your fuss.

- Sonja.
- No longer.

- And I don't need you any longer.
- Need?

- You don't need me?
- I have a friend now.

A real man.

Are you just sending me away?

I gave you everything.
All my money.

I did everything for you.
I ruined myself for you.

Simple slut!

- I want you to go. Now!
- Sonja...

Out. I tell you.

And don't come back.

The door is locked.

I want my freedom. When I get
flowers -

- I'm allowed to be grateful.
You are making a mess.

Flowers. Why?

When director Perm...blah, blah,
blah...

But then I told him...

The scarf. Look at me. Lovely.
The pink one. You're hopeless.

Well, Flora. What is it.
Is it the family?

- I have none.
- What then? A boyfriend?

You might call it that.
I bought a bottle of port.

The port will keep me company.

- You want one?
- No. Thank you.

- It's a bad medicine. Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- Miss Margot? Have you seen her?
- No.

You are leaving in a couple of days.
I have to talk to you.

- My place tonight.
- Have you lost your mind?

- Please. My place tonight.
- Have you lost your mind?

- I know that you are my destiny.
- Only that.

I'm yours. I am!
That is why you are running away.

- You can't escape your destiny.
- Goodnight.

I live humbly but we can have
a bit to eat.

- There. Your are smiling. Will you be there?
- Not tonight.

Tomorrow then? No time to
spare.

- What the hell is keeping you?
- Coming! Tomorrow.

I will call you.

Good evening, Sonja.
I just wanted...

I had a telegram from Maxime.

They accept.

I made a contract.

Thank you.

That's very well. More than
usual.

I'm no bad agent.
You'll be satisfied with me.

Will you sign it?

- Why are you looking like that?
- Your neck is as white as always.

So. Two performances each night.

A beer!

Yes. Yes, she's here. Moment.
Sonja. It's for you.

- Is it Gokke?
- No. It's a woman.

Hello? Yes, it's me. Who?

A friend of Maja's. She told
me you are coming.

I'm coming. Do you want me to
bring Nancy along?

Better come alone.
It's in number 16.

Through the gate and then 2. floor.
Come immediately.

Allright, I'm off.
I'm going out. It was a friend of Maja's.

- Who?
- I didn't know her.

- Do you need a taxi?
- No it's just over at number 16.

God knows who it is.

- Is it Sonja?
- Yes. It's pitch black.

The light is broken. It is
on second floor.

- Here. come.
- Thank you.

Like a box in here.
Where are the stairs?

Hold my hand.

Two more steps. Here.

How many are you?

Never in my entire life.
I went to bed at nine thirty.

I always go to bed at nine thirty.
I am cleaning the movie theatre.

- I didn't have any company.
- No no.

I have the son at the institution.
But I am an honorable woman.

If only Nielsen was still alive
then Henry would still be at home.

Well obviously.
But we have to talk to you.

The victim, Sonja Jensen,
was asked to come here -

- by a phone call to a bar.

I didn't call a Sonja. And I haven't
been at a bar.

We didn't say you were.
Very nice geraniums.

- One wants some color in the living room.
- We won't disturb you anymore.

Thank you. I am all shook up.

I never had any business with the
police, besides Henry

- And it was only because...
- Your husband passed away, yes. Good morning.

- She's hardly implicated.
- Brilliantly perceived!

- When was it?
- About eleven.

I payed a visit to my brother in law
and I almost missed the last tram.

- Peculiar.
- You only notice the significance later.

Mr. Christensen explains that he
heard a woman singing here.

- What tune?
- Yes. What tune?

A little catchy one.

- Do you remember it?
- No.

I went inside. I was a little tipsy.
I had a few drinks with my brother in law.

- And then I heard the voice.
- But you didn't see anybody?

No. I just went straight to bed.
People are allowed to sing.

I didn't know it was important.
Only now -

- one connects the dots.

We'll stay in contact. Good morning.

- Well, Markussen. What say you?
- A singing murderess...

- How does one explain that?
- Life is strange.

A madman.

Good morning.

It is scary.
Another murder.

A girl was strangled last night
in number 16.

And mrs. Neie in the other end
of the street.

She was such a girl, if you know
what I mean, buy they too are people.

Poula? Good morning miss Margot.

Flora knows the victim.

She visited her here.

- No. Is it her?
- Yes. The police wants a word with Flora.

I couldn't avoid hearing it.

He asked her about the poor girl.

Wasn't she such a girl?
Imagine Flora fraternizing such a girl.

I think he's leaving.

- He's bringing Flora along.
- No!

Impossible. Flora has nothing
to do with a murder.

Impossible.

- You know her from the music hall.
- She acted a little odd last night.

What do people really know about
each other?

- Why so noisy?
- Don't be mad.

Only because the police woke
you up so early.

Let me have a drink.
I need something to give me strength.

I'm causing a lot of trouble.
I met Gokke last night -

- and he gave me the time of my life.
He's smarter than I thought.

He is going to work now.

Then it wasn't you calling for
Sonja last night?

Certainly not. Gokke wants me
now.

She has a crush on him. She'll
get real mad at me.

Don't be too sure about that.
Sonja was murdered last night.

No...

Sonja?

She was found, strangled in
number 16.

God.

I She really dead?

- The police wants a word with you.
- Me? I have nothing to do with it.

Somebody called instead of you
and told Sonja to come.

I didn't ask anybody to call.
I was with Gokke all night.

Go make yourself ready. They told
me to tell you.

I am a mess.

I'm off then. Give me another.

- She had just bought a fur coat.
- She was alright.

- Did you say she knew Flora?
- Of course.

It seems to me quite peculiar that
you offer your friend DKK 200.

- Where did you get it?
- I won't tell.

- Nobody can make me tell.
- You seem to forget we are the police.

I know.

Tell me. Did you know mrs. Sonja
Neie from the second hand shop?

Mrs. Neie? Yes, I did.

She was also murdered.

Yes. She was.

Where were you between 11 and 12
last night?

I went for a walk.

Where to?

Nowhere in particular. I sat on
a bench.

Where was it?

Just across the dairy.

I wanted a glass of milk.

I had a little to drink.

- The information you wanted.
- Thank you.

You were performing.

Yes, I was.

- You sang in the Phoenix-hall?
- I did.

I was making a lot of people happy.
I received a lot of tulips.

Let me tell you something.

You murdered both mrs. Neie and
Sonja Jensen.

No, I didn't. Even though I thought
about it. At least Sonja anyway.

But you did.

I did?
I don't seem to remember...

I finished an entire bottle of
port.

Please. Consider it.

Yes...

Yes.

I did kill her.

She told me to leave -

- and never to come back.

And then...

She had such a beautiful neck, Sonja.

Sonja...

I put my fingers around it -

- and squeezed.

Are you mad at me?

No no. I'll get you a cup of coffee.

Will you show Flora Christensen out?

Congratulations with the confession.

Nonsense. She knows nothing about
those murders.

Cognac or liqueur?

Thanks but no thanks.
I rarely drink.

One of those nights the other night?

Hello.

This is my hostess miss Bohman.
Only daughter -

- of the ''commanding officer at
the royal Swedish regiment.'' On horse.

Mr. Stenberg talks.

But he is adorable.

- Do you need my help?
- We'll be fine, thanks.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

It was as if there was something
you wanted to forget the other night.

Something you were running from.

Your eyes are brown.
I only see it now.

Of course. You haven't payed
attention to me.

But I have been watching you.

Even the very first evening...

You were carrying your small
suitcase and asked for the stage.

You were auditioning.

I knew...
''I need to get to know her.''

At night, standing in the
spotlight singing...

I was happy. Even though we
never spoke.

- Do you have a match?
- Yes.

It is strange.
You are complicated.

It is as if you are hiding
behind a wall.

I am not that complicated. Really.
A young girl out on her own.

And is frightened -

- of men?

I'm not afraid of anything.

Odettte...

This is right. Can't you feel it.
Like I said. I'm your destiny.

No. No.

No.

No.
I don't want that all over again.

What is it? What do you mean?

I am not good for you.

Why are you running? What are you
afraid of? What is it you want to forget?

Please tell me about yourself.

Everything.

You need to forget me. Forget that
I was here today.

''No news about the two murders. The
singing murderess is still on the loose.

The mystery about the killer
has not yet been solved.

Detective Baunsoe admits that the
police is without a clue.''

Don't read that out loud for
your father. It annoys him.

Nonsense. He must read. Go on.

They are facts. Dad has
discovered nothing.

- What are you doing?
- Get lost.

Somebody is much worse. See
for yourself, mom.

Well, well.

''If the police can't solve the
case then young blood is required.''

- That's it. Retirement.
- May I see the paper?

It is for you, dad.
- ''young blood''! Nonsense.

Hello? Yes.

What? Who?

Alice Rasmussen
From the baker's shop. Yes.

I am the one, who passed mrs. Neie's
shop and heard the melody.

Yes. Last night I was with my
boyfriend at the Eldorado -

- and a singer performed
that exact melody.

Yes. The one from the murder.

Yes, yes.

The same voice too.

You are certain of that?
Or almost certain?

No. It's been a while since you
last heard it.

No. You are not disturbing.
I'm glad you called.

Come to the police station. I have
to talk to you. Yes, this morning.

Goodbye.

- Thing's are great.
- Lovely.

Lovely, yes.

Do you know where I'm going tonight?
To the music hall with a lady.

- It...
- Where is miss Margot?

- At the stage. No admittance.
- It's the police.

That's her. It was the same
voice and the same song.

Very well. Stay here.

Why didn't you tell us where
you got the money?

It was money for my funeral.
I didn't pay any taxes.

Stupidity.

- A gentleman for miss Margot.
- Hello.

It's you. Come in.

We are from the police. May I speak
to miss Margot in private please?

- Detective Baunsoee.
- What do you want?

That little French song you
do. How do you know it?

I heard it in Paris. Why?

You probably read about the
two murders in the town.

Both times the murderer was
heard singing.

So I read, yes. And the dresser
was interrogated too.

Yes. It seems that it is the
same song as you are singing.

Well. It is quite popular.
I have it on vinyl.

Yes. Of course it's popular.

But two victims have heard the
murderer sing -

- and they recognized your voice.

What are you saying?
It's impossible.

It must be somebody who resembles
me. You aren't charging me are you?

No, but I have to talk to you.
Both witnesses think...

One has to put up with a lot of
things.

You have to answer my questions
calmly.

Of course you know exactly where
you were.

- It's been so long...
- Think hard.

And you have nothing to be
worried about.

The first murder was monday
the fourth -

- that is eight days ago.

- Between five and five thirty.
- Five and five thirty?

Well. I began working at Eldorado
on the first. That was friday.

I remember the monday. I left
the boarding house at four thirty...

- So, you left?
- I had to run some errands.

I needed to be home for supper
at five.

I was prevented and went directly.

The second murder, thursday
between eleven and twelve pm.

Where were you?

Usually I'm on my way from the
music hall.

I was probably on my way home.
No. Now I remember -

- it was on that thursday I was
going to pay somebody a visit.

But I decided not to and went
for a walk instead.

Why were you so upset
that monday at six?

You went in a baker's shop
close to mrs. Neie's second hand -

- and acted strange.

- Yes. I had just met my husband.
- You are married?

Yes. But we haven't been together for
six years. He wanted us to get back.

- Who is your husband?
- Louis Valdini, the agent.

Dr. Margil, art historian. Sorry for
the disturbance at this hour -

- but a familiar told me you
have a studio for rent.

- I'm looking for a studio.
- What is the doctor saying. My studio?

I understood your lodger was
about to leave.

- He was getting married.
- Married?

No, mr. Stenberg? I don't think so.

But of course I don't know
so well personally.

He is engaged, isn't he?

Is he engaged?

Oh, I'm so happy for him.
He is so kind -

- and the little miss is very sweet.

Then she visits often i suppose?

I mean...

Well, of course that doesn't
concern me.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

That one is from Circus Mistrano
in Paris. I did a solo then.

With Arthur, who died.

Look. He carried me on stage
in a suitcase.

Next year I went to South America.

That was my last season. But I
still had the gift.

Just like old Bartholomeus said...
Your great grand father, Poula.

''A good circus clown keeps
together the show.''

- Imagine. South America...
- One has been around.

That one is from Buenos Aires.

- Who is that?
- They were doing a mind reader act.

Quite good. They were Danish.

You know Louis Valdini, the agent.

He had to quit too. He hypnotized
her -

- and it was real enough. All
the rest was just tricks.

That girl, miss Sonja, isn't that...

Odettte!

Yes by Jeebus.
Look, Poula. Isn't that?

Yes, it is.

I thought I'd seen her before.
Why didn't she...

There she is. I will tell her
we worked together.

Miss Odette, look.
We worked together in Buenos Aires.

- We did?
- Yes.

''A comic entry by Marc Nelson'' and
here.. ''Louis Valdini and miss Sonja.''

- It's you.
- Yes, it is me.

- So you started for yourself?
- Yes, a couple of years ago.

It can't be pleasant -

- to be hypnotized to do this
and that.

I remember standing out there -

- How he got you into a trance.

Yes. I didn't like it.

The way he looked at you with
those strange and cold eyes.

I always thought of snakes.

- You were also afraid of him?
- His eyes...

Miss Odette?

- Max? You have to help me.
- Yes, Odette. But what...

- I have nobody else to talk to.
- Come on in. Come.

- Help me.
- Come.

What is this?
What happened? Come.

Come. Sit down.

If this is true...
If it really is possible...

What am I to do?
What am I to do?

Please, Odette. Be calm.

- Tell me all.
- Yes. Yes.

Do you believe that a human being
can be forced to kill?

Against her own will? Without
being aware?

Killing? What are you saying?

Do you believe that somebody
else can get this power over you...

I feel...
He is the one making me do it.

What's happened?
Who has power over you?

My husband.

Are you married?

What is he forcing you to do?

Those murders -

- where a woman is heard singing.

That is me.

We performed together.

He could make me...

Are you saying that he...

Yes. I'm certain.

I have met him each time
before the murders.

When I left the house that monday
he was on the stair case.

Half an hour later it happened.

Thursday he was visiting me
at Eldorado.

But you have to know...
You have to remember?

No. That is what's strange.
That is the terrible.

I went in a haze each time.

When I left the house...
I don't remember anything.

Only when I was in front of a baker's
shop. The light from the window

I went in and asked for a glass
of water.

- Hypnotized you?
- Yes.

He could make me do anything.

Yes. It's true.

I visited my wife that monday
about five.

- I never was able to forget her.
- Did you sense anything about her?

She was a little affected. It
had been six years.

Sonja has nerves.

Sonja?

Odette Margot is her artist
name.

Strange. The two murdered women
was also called Sonja.

Yes. That is strange.

I first got to know her -

- when she was very young.

Barely sixteen.

She was dancing with a team.
I knew her mother.

- You performed yourself?
- Yes. She became my partner.

We traveled the world in five years.

We were very happy.

You can hypnotize, but you can't
force somebody -

- against her own inner will.
I read that. And you...

- The police officer made you crazy.
- The witnesses recognized my voice.

A voice they heard a whole week ago.
Was there singing at all?

Perhaps a gramophone.

- Yes, perhaps.
- Trust me, it's the truth.

How you must have hurt.

Yes. I have hurt.

Mother just wanted us out. We
were bothering her company.

Then Louis came along.
What did I know about love?

I thought it better to be with him.
He taught me love his way.

Sometimes I thought he was mad.
He was on his knees, begging.

We worked together. Sometimes
he became despicable.

Then...the director of the music
hall was very wealthy -

- and Louis needed the money.

And then one night...He forced me
to go to that man.

Odettte!

I picked up my passport, my
jewelry and left.

- But you are still married?
- Yes. On paper.

Why don't you get it out of
the world?

Yes. I am going to.

I'm so glad I came up here. Finally
I'm calm. You must believe -

- I'm mad. Burst in just because
a police officer...

I could embrace that officer for
bringing you to me.

- They found the melody.
- Crazy! In Eldorado.

I have to take Gokke there. It's
probably that Margot who did it.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

- I invited you.
- Thank you, 4.50.

Thank you very much.

Well then. Thanks.

- I suppose you are getting married again?
- Not at all.

But we don't live together
anymore.

- You are completely right.
- You are not going to oppose?

- Thanks, Louis.
- Anything to make you happy, Sonja.

All I ever wanted was to make
you happy, Sonja.

- Why are you looking at me like that?
- You never should have left me.

We fit together. You and I.

You were on the stage in the
black velvet dress.

- Do you remember?
- The black velvet dress...Yes.

All it took was a glance -

- holding your hand.

Then you slept. Slept...

Your eyes, Louis...Your eyes...

Miss Bohman here.

Is it you, miss Margot?

Hello.

No, mr. Stenberg is not at home.

Weren't you supposed to meet?

Oh, you were meeting here?

But of course, do come over,
miss Margot.

I'm at home. Bye, bye.

- Hello. Is miss Margot at home?
- I don't think so. Will you look?

- Nobody's there.
- She left at three.

She was meeting Valdini.

We had an appointment but she
didn't shop up.

- Sorry for disturbing. Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- It's horrible!
- Didn't your hear the bang?

- Didn't your hear it?
- The police!

- Is she dead?
- No.

Are you police officers? I'm head of
office Haller. Miss Bohman's neighbor.

My wife is bedridden, so the police
won't question her, do you?

- Did you or your wife hear anything?
- Nothing, absolutely nothing.

The misses will soon be alright. She was
startled but will soon be awake.

- When is she ready for interrogation?
- Tonight or tomorrow morning.

- The police.
- This is attempted murder.

Marks of strangulation on her
neck, but the gentleman came.

- Did you make the call?
- It was me. I went by.

I was getting groceries. I'm a
housekeeper.

Very well. Mr. Stenberg, how
did you discover the attempted murder?

Me? I am miss Bohman's lodger.

I came up the stairs.

Did you hear anything? Somebody singing?
I suppose you read about the murders?

Yes.

But I didn't hear anything.

Are you certain of that?

Are you absolutely certain.
Nobody was singing.

Are you not feeling well?

Can I help?

I'm fine.

- What time is it?
- Just a little past eight.

Half an hour after the papers were
out they were sold out.

Not a ticket to get. And the
preorders for next week.

She is an attraction. The big
one.

You should get me acts like that.
Instead of snake ladies.

I guess you are happy then another
murder happened tonight?

I heard it on the tram. it
was an old woman.

This is getting scary.

If only the murder waited two
weeks. I mean...

To keep the sensation going?

I have to talk to her about next
month. We were having a little argument.

- She should have left.
- Do you want me to take care of it?

- Do you know her?
- A bit. We are married.

Stenberg is still not here?

- We haven't heard a word.
- That's odd.

I want a word with you
about the contract.

Yes, I'm let go the fifteenth. But
I want to stop tonight.

Not a chance.

You realize how embarrassing
this affair is for me.

Embarrassing? This is your
life opportunity.

Now the star of the show.
The singer Odette Margot -

- is going to sing the song
we are all talking about...

The murder melody.

You are the biggest star. I'm
raising your salary.

Another murder's happened.

- Another murder?
- This afternoon.

- Miss Margot?
- You are on.

- She is ready for interrogation?
- Absolutely.

- And she knows what she's saying?
- Miss Bohman remembers everything.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

Get in. Get in!

No, miss. This way. I want a
word with you.

Oh, the contract?
Yes. Let's get it over with.

Good evening, Sonja.

Here you go, Valdini.
The scene is yours.

Who was the third?

- The third?
- You had me murder?

What do you mean?

Did you murder?

You rat! When the police learns
you made me do it...

Oh, hypnotized you?

Because we played a little
this afternoon?

Our old game.

- Who was she?
- A miss Bohman I was told.

How am I to look him in the eyes?

How am I to live with this?

Yes. Now you suffer -

- just like I did.

How good it is to see you suffer.

The police, you say. Yes.

We have nothing to do but
go away.

I have planned our escape for
so long.

- Go with you?
- Yes.

We belong together.

- You'll never overpower me again.
- What are you going to do?

He's not at home. Look. He's
not at home.

And where do you think he
could be?

- So now you need to use the phone?
- The police station.

What are the news?

Please go away. I will give you
information before midnight.

Yes. It is mr. Stenberg who's
living at miss Bohman's.

- Don't have time for it.
- He says he knows who it is.

Let us hear if it is our
suspect.

Good.

I just wanted to tell you I lied
this afternoon.

Somebody did sing.
I heard it very distinctly.

But I was covering for miss
Margot.

She committed the murders.
But she is innocent.

She is under hypnosis by her husband.
They used to perform together.

It is him!

Hypnosis?

No.

I'm not so sure. But where is
Valdini?

Eldorado.

Who? Yes.
Phone for you.

I think it's mr. Stenberg.

Is it you, Max?

I needed to speak with you badly.

No, you are right.

Let's not talk about that now.

Where shall we meet?

Where?

That is outside the city.

Yes. You are right.

What's the name of the house?

What? The cliff?

Yes. I'll be there immediately.
Goodbye. See you soon.

Do you know the number for a
taxi?

Max?

Max?

Max?

Max?

Max!

- Did I frighten you?
- Louis! It was you?

The song with the sweet voice of
little Sonja.

And you thought...

How could those small hands
murder anybody? Do you remember -

- when I imitated both humans
and animals and stole your voice -

- in the telephone to borrow
money from the receptionist?

How mad you were.

Tonight in the telephone...

It was you as well?

Cigaret?

What is your purpose?
What do you want from me?

Spend a little time with you -

- before we leave.

- Leave?
- Yes. Together.

As husband and wife.

Sonja. Sonja.

Strange, that name. Whenever I
met it fire went through my body.

Also that night I saw the name
on the window of the second hand shop.

You had just told me off. I was
burning up inside -

- and suddenly everything came
back to me.

Odd with such a brain.

All the tissue and fibers
but somewhere something is glowing.

I know.

I felt it here.

Small glows spread -

- and burn everything to ashes.

Yes. Ashes.

Let me go.

It was a nice trick, don't you think?

Your song at each murder.
Sonja...The first, the second.

The third one was wholly successful.

But the fourth...

... the las Sonja...

Nobody is going to disturb us.

You and I are alone -

- because we are meant to be
together.

The two of us.

- Odettte?
- Max!

- What are you going to do?
- Give him a nice welcome.

- Odettte?
- Stay out there.

Oh, I see.

- Why did you come, Max?
- To follow us.

A good friend for the travel
company.

The act is over. The show has
ended. Let's pack for next station.

Unless...

The song, Sonja.

I want to hear it one more time.

- The song?
- The murder melody as they call it.

- When you have sung the last verse...
- I can't.

Sing.

- Do it, Odette.
- Sing.

Life lasts for one more song.

Beautiful, Sonja.

- Go on.
- I can't.

- Is he dead?
- Yes.

I had to shoot. I'd rather
taken him alive.

To lock him up? This way
was just as good.

Take him out and wait for the car.

It was in the very last moment.
I was afraid you didn't get my message.

I went to Eldorado. You had
just left.

The clerk heard you ring a taxi.

I asked him deliver the address
for mr. Baunsoee.

That's why I let you sing.
To gain time.

Odettte.

Odettte -

- I will make you well and happy.

Thank you.

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